It's been a while, hasn't it? I'll try to wrap this up for you all.
-Ono
BANG BANG! BANG!
That blue crystal shield wasn't going to last forever - and with three people behind it, it's taking on a lot of fire. That's all that Harry could really realize upon his awakening - tired eyes peeling open to see nothing but the tall buildings surrounding them, and the blue of the sky - oh, and the sounds of various automatic firearms unloading into a wall of aqua crystal.
"I can't keep them off us forever!", Fetch screamed out - leaning out of cover to send pink, spiralling lights - one after the other towards the approaching officers.
"I'm keeping the wall up!", shouted Alexander back - face contorted into an expression of effort. He's putting everything he's got in to making sure that that the three of them don't get pelted by the officer's bullets - body shrouded in aqua blue mist. Fetch? She's putting everything she has into this fight aswell - her body covered in pink, spiral after spiral of hot neon flinging towards the approaching D.U.P units.
That's when Harry realizes what's going on - and he gets a plan. He groans as he sits up, but neither Fetch or Alex hear him over the sound of the gunfire and powers filling the air. His head spirals around and he soon realizes they're up against a wall - surrounded by a wall made of crystal.
His plan just might work.
His own body quickly starts to cover itself with a thin layer of dust, powder and fog - grey and red fighting above his skin to make quite a spectacle. The colours lift up his entire body - head, arms, torso, legs - all shrouded in the sign of him charging up. He's getting ready for something big.
...but then? Then, Harry launches towards his two defenders - hands slamming down on to their wrists, suddenly. Abigail, and Alexander suddenly become aware of Harry's newly conscious state, but they don't get to soak it up for long. The trio suddenly go rigid in their positions - power surging through every vein as the area around them kicks up into an upside-down tornado of pink, red, white and blue. It'd have been quite pretty for the onlookers to see, if the onlookers weren't being tasked with killing what's inside.
The tornado bursts - and with it, comes a wave of pure power, knocking everyone down and onto their asses - except Alex and Fetch. No, they get launched away from their previous position - the crystal wall shatters, and in it's place is nothing but a mushroom cloud of smoke. Fetch and Alex hit a building each - brick crumbling as they slump to the floor - barely awake, and tired out of their minds.
The offers waste no time - after being kicked on to ground by the blast, they all scurry to their feet, aiming at the two separate Conduits.
Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud.
That sound doesn't belong to any of the D.U.P vehicles, and they soon realize that the sound is coming from the smoke cloud left in the wake of the blast. Out of it, slowly steps a figure- a humanoid figure, except twice the size of anyone they'd ever seen. The silhouette is edged with sharp barbs as it slowly moves in to sight, pushing the smoke aside.
Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud.
It's a man in a suit made of bone. The man cranes his head up towards the units - who have all pulled expressions of fear. This man, this thing, it towers above them all - and god knows what it's planning to do to them.
Then, one soldier fires his rifle at the figure in a panic - but the densely compacted material shatters the bullets as they hit it. The head cranes towards the shooter - a standard soldier, way in over his head. He realizes his mistake - drops his gun, and breaks into a sprint.
He doesn't make it far before his own bones are forced to betray him. They pop from his soles, first - locking him to the floor, before his own ribs pull him to the ground and lock him there. He's trapped, and he can't get out.
The suit of bone cranes it's head towards the aiming crowd.